Is text sex a thing?
Toni replied over text: “Damn it, woman. You test my self-control.”
This time, Addie sent a picture of her hand holding the vibe, angling it so her bare legs were visible.
The phone rang instantly. Addie repressed a smile as she answered, “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.” Toni’s voice sounded like she did when they had been alone and intimate. “Are you serious?”
“About what?”
“About what you’re doing there?” Toni asked.
“Eventually. Since you aren’t here…” Addie felt her cheeks warm, embarrassed by her own boldness.
“Let me see you.”
Addie paused. “I’m not sure that sort of picture is something I ought to be sending. Not that I don’t trust you but—”
“Video?”
Her heart sped at the thought, but Addie wasn’t sure.
“If you don’t want to, that’s fine, too.” Toni had her soothing voice now. “I can listen over the phone or not… whatever you want.”
“I want you,” Addie confessed. “Right here. In this bed. I want to come back from filming and have you here.”
“We are often not going to be in the same city or state, love. You know that.” Toni sighed. “Try this with me. If you don’t like it, I can hang up. Or if you want to try video…”
Addie didn’t reply, but she grabbed her laptop and opened up a video-chat app. “Is this a thing you do a lot?”
“Never tried it. No need. Usually I don’t keep in touch after sex.” Toni sounded matter-of-fact, but the admission was not without weight, and Addie suspected they both knew that.
“Answer your video chat,” Addie finally said.
The phone disconnected, and Toni’s face appeared on Addie’s laptop. At first she didn’t say anything, but her expression was telling. Her gaze raked from Addie’s chest to her face, and the look she had as she stared at Addie was not simple lust. Whether or not Toni admitted it, there was a sort of relief in her eyes as she looked at Addie.
“I really like seeing you,” Toni said quietly.
“I wish you could come to New Orleans, but this is nice, too.” Addie smiled. They’d been emailing for almost a year and a half, texting for a few months, calling occasionally, but this video thing was new.
“I guess it’s only fair since I got to watch you in Los Angeles,” Addie murmured.
“Watch me do what, love?” Toni said softly.
“Masturbate,” Addie said, trying not to blush.
“Such a technical term…” Toni teased.
“Are there other words you like?” Addie asked, feeling more curious than she expected. “You are the writer.”
“Words for that?”
“Sex words.” Addie managed to hold Toni’s gaze as she said it.
Toni was walking through the apartment, and when she paused, Addie could see the bedroom behind her. “I think it depends on the person I’m with.”
“Me,” Addie pointed out, a little possessively. “You’re with me, Professor.”
